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Saturday, August 15, 2009

hello.

its the last day of the week!
and so, tmr is the weekend! MEANING I CAN SLEEP.
work was fine. at least there's things for me to occupy my time.
and today, i had to move papers and stuff down from this cupboard?
it's really back-breaking work. i am nt complaining.

i just started, when i wanted to turn bk to face the cupboard,
i knocked into the cupboard door. WHAT THE HELLLLLLLL!
IT HURTS. there's a bruise now.
i tried to calm down and continue.
then i nearly lose my temper when i walked out of the library,
and told my colleague there's a bk, and i need her to check whether it can be thrown.
then she refuse to budge frm her chair?
and its like she's NOT BUSY? in fact, she's fb-ing.
so like when she asked me to bring it over to her,
i just walked bk to the library.
i got better things to do then bringing it over to her.
so like i took almost an hour clearing that cupboard?
ya done. went bk to sorting out files.

collect mail. when Joyce's bk, asked her where am i supposed to
park the bags of paper. the recycling paper company wont be here till Tuesday.
so like she ask me to unload the confidential bin's papers too.
i am like, oh okay lor..
then later she came to help.
seeing as how i injured my back just nw, she unload the bin while i hold the bag.
thanks Joyce.
then she told me so things, keep making me laugh.
hadn't had such a good laugh recently.

like always, waited for Cynthia and go bk home together.
people thought i trying to earn OT by waiting for her.
but its not? on my timesheet, i start at 8.30, end at 6.
even if i did stay bk to finish my work, which i did, on some occasions,
i still write 6pm. fri is 5.30 la.
i dun mind waiting, cos got company on the way home wad.
i can do abit of revision while waiting too.
what's wrong with this people? SIGH.
gtg. bye.


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